Kevin

Kevin Arthur is an unexpected joy in my life. We had miscarried twice and decided we couldn't gothrough that pain again when we bought our house. Two weeks before escrow closed i asked my husband "how hard would it be to turn the loft into a bedroom?" All he could say was you are kidding me. i spent the next nine months afraid to get excited and then the day he was born it was a planned c-section and it went smoothly. But later when they took me to my room they brought Kevin back to me after being checked out and as a nurse I noticed his little nose was flaring and he was grunting, which in a newborn is not a good sign. I remember telling him you need to stop that becasue if that nursery nurse comes in and sees you she's going to wisk you away. no sooner did i finish my sentence did she walk in a took him from me. Within a couple of hours he traveled to Children's Hospital in San Diego where he was stabilized the 24 hours later he was again transferred to Loma Linda where he spent the next week.


Well when he finally came home he was spoiled rotten. He is now 5, almost 6. He just finished Kindergarten. Kevin is a sweet little boy and everything his brother do or say to him make him cry. He can be a bit whiny but I think that is partly my fault because he is my last one and he has me wrapped around his finger more than the other two.


He has one more game in his first year in t-ball and loves being out on the field just like his brothers. He also seems to have developed a love of wrap music. I will find with an empty coke bottle up to his mouth to wrap the beat and with the other hand in the air spinning records.

My boys are my pride and my joy. They make life worth living. i can't thank God enough for giving me the honor of being their mom.

Trevor

Trevor is my middle son. this little boy is special in every way. there's nothing physically wrong with him nor mentally, unless you call being a wise-n-himer a mental problem. Trevor is 11 years old now and he's the funniest person he knows. Everything is a joke when Trevor is around, he try your very last nerve. I love him to pieces but I'm surprised he hasn't driven me to drink.

Look at him he's a beautiful child. He's a hard worker especially if you offer him money. He loves music but he thrives in sports. He tried tackle football a couple of years ago and broke his tibia 2 days before his first game. i was horrified. he spent the next six weeks in a cast and wheelchair. Trevor is at his best on a baseball field. he has played for five years. He can cover the field like a pro. He plays second and first base, short stop and catcher. He shines the most on the pitchers mound.Last night he pitched 3 innings, and the first two were no hitters. his third time on the mound wasn't as good. there had been a bad call when his team was at bat and the pissed off Trevor and he carried it with him to the mound. When he's mad his playing goes down the tubes, but when he's out there enjoying himself, the opponent beware.

Trevor is a sweet lovable but emotional hard headed little boy. He is stubborn just like his mom but he also is very sensitive and takes everything to heart. We tried for over a year to get pregnant with him and his dad and i were so excited when we knew we were expecting him. he has kept us all on our toes ever since. My heart aches because i hold him at a distance most of the time. we have become closer over the past couple of years and i do love him dearly, but he does try my patients with his wise cracks.

Thank you Trevor for your big heart and your wonderful humor.